She once wrote a letter
To an unknown receiver,
As she watched Romeo spill his heart.
Within skies wrapped in clouds,
Light can still find its path.
Love is light,
For light is love,
For hope is love, and,
As they say, love is hope.
The idea of love,
Is the light of hope.
As she grew up
Her thoughts were channeled,
For she believed in love of
The mermaid and a sailor.
Who'll once and forever sail to her.
For she believed in love.
She finally found him.
Neither did he grow up in castles
Nor did he taste the golden dust.
She simply fell for him,
For he was her Romeo, her Sailor,
The unknown receiver.
Away from the castles,
Time went past.
Thick clouds of reality
Blinded her heart.
She now realized the warmth of castles,
The soothing effect of the golden dust.
Not long after she left him alone
For she believed in love
...or just the idea of being in love!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Rahul. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.